Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 120: Cursed Scarecrow

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In his sleep, Fangzheng saw a mature rice field with a scarecrow planted in it.

Scarecrows don't feel scary during the day.

But at night, the scarecrow was cursed and turned into a scarecrow of flesh and blood... Shen Wenle.

It turned out to be that chubby junior high school student, Shen Wenle!

It's just that at night, I become skinny and skinny.

Every night when night falls, Shen Wenle, the cursed scarecrow, will kill bloody in the rice field. Every night, outsiders would break into the rice fields, some would escape the pursuit, and some would die from the killing.

And so on and on.

It seemed that when night fell, the cursed Shen Wenle became a walking dead controlled by evil spirits.

Fangzheng wanted to wake up several times and tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were always heavy as if filled with lead, and he was dragged into dreams again and again.

Fangzheng didn't give up, he tried hard for a long time, finally opened his eyes slowly, just woke up, his head was still a little groggy, the foreground gradually came into view, he was still in Shen Wenle's house, Fangzheng was startled.

Cold sweat broke out on the back.

He actually fell asleep while walking in the shade!

Is it because of Shen Wenle

The relationship with the nightmare carrier

And the cursed scarecrow in the dream who was hungry and skinny, tied to a wooden frame by thorns and thorns, could it really be Shen Wenle

So... Those who accidentally broke into the rice fields every night are the victims of the outside world who were dragged into the nightmare world

Others dreamed that the scarecrow was chasing them, but it was actually Shen Wenle chasing them

However, Shen Wenle seemed to be out of control. During the day, he was an ordinary scarecrow, driving the birds in obscurity, but at night, he was a bloodthirsty scarecrow controlled by evil spirits.

At this moment, Fangzheng had lost all sleepiness. He used the open door to look into Shen Wenle's bedroom, but Shen Wenle on the bed was gone.

Fangzheng's expression changed.

This psychic divination is really evil!

At this moment, Fangzheng didn't dare to be too big at all, and hurriedly took out the wood carving of Killing God Baiqi, and when he held Killing God Baiqi in his hand, Fang Zheng felt relieved.

Killing God Bai Qi has not responded, which means that no ghost has attacked him before.

Fangzheng turned his head and glanced at the wall clock, it was eight thirty-five in the evening.

He was in the nightmare for so long, and only fell asleep for three or four minutes

At this time, with the jade tablet worn by the devil on his neck, there was a warm current circulating between Fangzheng's body and the jade tablet all the time. Did this spiritual jade play a role? Fangzheng found a sense of warmth and security.

If he didn't have this piece of spiritual jade, I'm afraid he would be like everyone else, trapped in a nightmare and unable to extricate himself.

After Fangzheng settled down, he carefully pushed open the door of Shen Wenle's bedroom, wanting to double check whether Shen Wenle was still in the bedroom.

However!

Just when Fangzheng was about to push open the door of Shen Wenle's bedroom, there was a creak... the anti-theft door at the entrance behind, and at the same time there was the sound of the door opening gently.

Then there was the sound of the security door closing gently.

Fangzheng's heart skipped a beat, something came in!

Hold your breath, for one second, two seconds, like a thousand years of solidified darkness in the room, the air is eerily depressing, only the sound of Fang Zheng's breathing is left alone.

Fangzheng frowned, and quietly approached the entrance.

There was nothing at the entrance, and at this moment, there was another movement from the shadow world behind him.

Creaking, the sound of the door opening slightly, followed by the sound of thumping, and then gently closing, came from Shen Wenle's bedroom. Fangzheng turned to look over.

Shen Wenle's bedroom originally had a gap in the door, but it was firmly closed at the moment.

"Could it be that the evil spirit scarecrow in the psychic divination can detect my existence even if I'm in the dark?"

"Then isn't this thing very scary?"

"When did I start to be exposed? Was it in the middle school sports equipment room, or when Shen Wenle was sleeping?"

"Or, after death, Shen Wenle's spiritual world of the dead is reproducing the ability to drag people into nightmares? Is it because Shen Wenle used his ability to expose it, or because I failed to drag people into nightmares this time, so I will be exposed?"

At this moment, creaking... the sound of the door being pushed gently, followed by the sound of closing the door softly, this time the sound came from the direction of the bathroom!

Fangzheng planned to leave Shen Wenle's house first.

His mission from beginning to end was to find Han Peng's whereabouts, not to face a very likely evil spirit in this small room, in a passive and dangerous situation.

The anti-theft door of Shen Wenle's house opened inwards, and when Fangzheng opened the door, something happened!

On the outside of the anti-theft door, there was a person hanging silently at some point. When Fangzheng opened the anti-theft door inward, the person suddenly rushed towards Fangzheng.

It was Shen Wenle who disappeared in the bedroom.

At this time, Shen Wenle was exactly the same as the cursed, flesh and blood scarecrow in the nightmare.

But right now!

The God of Killing that Fangzheng had been holding in his hand was a wooden carving, and suddenly the sword intent rushed to the sky, and a sword energy burst out like a black waterfall.

Boom!

The entire community was shaken suddenly, like a thunderbolt falling from the nine heavens, the momentum was shocking, and the entire sixth floor was cut through a huge gap by the sword energy.

As for the cursed scarecrow, Fangzheng clearly saw that the direct face-to-face was torn into pieces by the black sword energy, which turned out to be a lore.

"This...is the evil spirit too weak, or the killing god Bai Qi carved by Zuo Qianhu is too domineering and powerful?"

"Or did you mean that the one you killed just now wasn't an evil spirit, and that's why you were killed so easily?"

Fangzheng was surprised at first, but then there was joy behind him, he couldn't put it down and looked at the wood carving in his hand, he really deserved to kill God in vain.

World War I lore.

It is now his talisman.

No wonder Mr. Fu asked him to look for wood carvings and jade plaques. It turned out that Mr. Fu had already grasped the situation.

It's just that this time he didn't get the gray air.

Is it because there is a relationship of yin

Seeing that the cursed scarecrow had been killed, Fangzheng returned to Shen Wenle's bedroom this time, intending to find the set of cards that Shen Wenle used for divination.

As a result, not only was there no one in the bedroom, but even the cards disappeared.

Originally, Fangzheng wanted to see what kind of psychic divination cards it was, and it was so evil.

"Is it because all of this is a reappearance of past memories, so the card itself has never appeared? What I saw before is just a memory?" Fangzheng felt that the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and he was looking for trouble for himself. Stop thinking about it.

He is just a little curious about the cards, and it is not inevitable that he will get them.

There is no need to waste too much energy on this.

Next, Fangzheng left Shen Wenle's house directly, and began to look for Han Peng's whereabouts. Fortunately, the function of the soul-guiding lamp was still there, and it was still leading the way for Fangzheng.

Finding Han Peng's whereabouts is the main task this time! !

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Just finished coding, this chapter is counted as number 10, and it will be delivered in the third shift of the 10th, a total of four chapters are owed. Things at hand are going to be over soon, sorry sorry.

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